Chapter 855: The Fall of the Body

The crimson blood hung suspended in the void, refusing to fall, a sight both tragic and mesmerizing—like clusters of blood-red diamonds, crystalline and translucent. This was the sacred blood of Ning Chuan!

One of his arms was charred black, stained with blood, while a wound on his shoulder bled profusely, a shocking sight.

The battlefield fell silent. Every spectator felt a chilling pressure, suffocated by the overwhelming aura emanating from the clash.

The Six Crown King was wounded—an earth-shattering event!

In the past, who could have injured him? Even the most formidable young supremes of their clans, the first-generation prodigies, could only grovel before him, their corpses littering his path. None had ever been his match.

“You all deserve death,” Ning Chuan spoke calmly, yet an oppressive might radiated from his words.

With a resonant hum, the suspended droplets of blood dispersed, transforming into scarlet mist that enshrouded the heavens and earth, veiling everything in a crimson haze.

“Kill!”

At the Six Crown King’s command, the heavens trembled, the earth quaked, and blood-colored runes flickered across the sky, as if the world itself had become a furnace of slaughter.

The sight was terrifying!

The scarlet symbols blazed fiercely, staining the firmament crimson as bone inscriptions intertwined, dazzling beyond measure.

“What’s happening?” Many creatures in the mountains cried out in alarm. The once-clear sky had turned blood-red, its killing intent shaking the world.

“Boom!”

The next moment, the world erupted in chaos. Countless killing lights surged forth, sweeping toward the three Shi brothers.

Those droplets of blood had unfurled, dyeing the entire sky red, weaving into the most resplendent bone inscriptions—transforming into the ultimate art of slaughter!

In the distance, even the most powerful geniuses of various clans trembled, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the fluctuations.

“Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!”

Within the crimson radiance, the Six Crown King Ning Chuan uttered five “kill” commands in succession. The murderous aura drowned the heavens and earth, shaking the Nest Realm and stunning all who witnessed it.

Runes blazed, treasure techniques split the skies!

Not just on the battlefield—even distant spectators began inexplicably dropping dead, their lifeless bodies plummeting from the void.

“What’s happening?” The crowd was horrified. Even at such a distance, some had still fallen victim.

“This is the pinnacle of killing intent. Their souls couldn’t withstand it and were erased,” someone whispered in terror.

The gathered heroes recoiled like a retreating tide.

At this moment, it was impossible to imagine the horrors the descendants of the Sinful Blood were enduring in the heart of the battlefield.

“Boom!”

Three beams of light shot into the heavens, erupting in brilliance.

Shi Yi, as if cleaving the world anew, unleashed the power of his dual-pupils, erecting a radiant barrier to withstand the onslaught.

Shi Hao activated his sole heavenly passage, preventing the blood-colored runes from encroaching further.

Together, they charged toward the Six Crown King, intent on ending him.

“My blood was not shed in vain—Six Paths of Samsara, rise!” Ning Chuan roared.

The crimson mist suddenly transformed into a sea of blood, engulfing the three brothers in an even more terrifying deluge.

“Perish!” Qin Hao bellowed.

Encircled by the radiance of the Five Elements, his chest glowing, he unleashed a mysterious treasure technique, blasting toward Ning Chuan.

“Six Paths of Samsara!” Ning Chuan stood firm, his voice resounding as the blood sea surged, its waves boundless, transforming entirely into runes that drowned the battlefield.

Boom!

A cataclysmic collision erupted, illuminating the world in blinding radiance.

All were awestruck—this was the Six Crown King indeed. Even his spilled blood could manifest a sea of slaughter.

When the world quieted, the blood sea vanished. Ning Chuan’s sleeves were tattered, his white robes damaged. His expression was solemn, encased in a divine halo as he prepared for the next assault.

Meanwhile, the two Shi brothers advanced, their faces unreadable, radiating only the purest killing intent.

Qin Hao wiped blood from his lips and murmured, “I underestimated him. He’s even stronger than the legends.”

“Boom!”

This time, Shi Yi unleashed his pupil technique—”Dual-Pupils Open the Heavens.” Simultaneously, Shi Hao spread his Kun Peng wings, severing the sky with a single sweep.

Qin Hao, too, surged forward, his runes erupting in full force.

“Pfft!”

Ning Chuan was sent flying, blood trickling from his lips.

He had suffered a heavy blow, his body battered.

“The Six Crown King is at a disadvantage!” The crowd trembled.

It was clear—this was the climax of their battle. What might have been a prolonged duel had been condensed into a decisive clash of ultimate techniques, where victory and death would be determined in moments.

A chill ran through the spectators. The invincible Six Crown King faced true peril today—perhaps even death.

“You’re not strong enough. It seems I’ll be slaughtering you soon,” Shi Yi remarked casually.

“Whoosh!”

Ning Chuan rose, his white robes stained with blood yet glowing even more sacredly. In his hand, he held a bracelet—six divine bones gleaming with power.

“Could that be… the Six Paths Sovereign Bracelet?” someone gasped.

Legend held that with each reincarnation, the Six Crown King would slay a generation of supreme geniuses, selecting only six true bones over six lifetimes to forge this artifact.

There was also a secondary bracelet, equally formidable.

The one he held now was one of them!

The bracelet shimmered—a crystalline crimson beak, a violet scale, a golden fang… six sacred relics in total.

“Six Cycles of Reincarnation!”

Ning Chuan’s roar shook the heavens. The world itself seemed to transform, radiant as if six great eras had returned, countless souls howling in unison.

This treasure was beyond terrifying!

The six bones represented the supreme techniques of six first-generation prodigies, now unleashed upon the world once more.

Even the elders outside the Immortal Ancient Realm paled at the sight. Six supreme techniques, combined into an unstoppable force.

“Boom!”

The battlefield erupted.

Divine light flooded the heavens and earth!

Six treasure techniques intertwined, rotating forward, annihilating all in their path.

“What a treasure!” Shi Hao’s eyes gleamed as he stared at the bracelet. This artifact was extraordinary—he had seen it in the Spirit Realm, but its real-world manifestation was incomparably stronger. Moreover, it seemed to possess the potential for growth, as if the six bones still pulsed with life.

“Six Cycles of Reincarnation? Fitting for me,” Shi Hao murmured before unleashing his own Reincarnation Treasure Technique.

“Boom!”

The heavens trembled, runes blazing.

“Hmm?” Qin Hao was startled. His chest bone, dormant until now, suddenly glowed of its own accord. Seizing the moment, he synchronized with his brother, unleashing his own variant of the Reincarnation Technique.

Though less complete, it complemented Shi Hao’s grand technique perfectly.

“Interesting. That bracelet is quite the prize,” Shi Yi remarked, his pupils gleaming as he conjured a devastating technique—”Annihilation of All Things.”

“Boom!”

He unleashed the supreme art of obliteration!

Like Shi Hao, he lunged forward, intent on seizing the bracelet.

The spectators were dumbfounded. These three were madmen—facing such a lethal strike, they showed no fear, only greed for the treasure.

“Boom!”

Light swallowed the world, runes obscuring all vision.

Only shouts and collisions could be heard as the titanic clash unfolded.

Figures twisted, radiance flared.

When the runes finally dissipated, the crowd gasped—the void was rent with countless fissures, still spreading, refusing to close.

Such was the ferocity of the battle.

Most shocking of all, Shi Yi and Shi Hao had seemingly clashed mid-strike, both reaching for the bracelet.

In the end, the bracelet fell to the earth, glowing faintly, untouched for now.

“The Six Crown King is wounded again!”

Ning Chuan bore fresh injuries—Shi Hao’s Reincarnation Technique had struck true, while Shi Yi’s Annihilation Beam had pierced his body.

Yet, this only proved Ning Chuan’s terrifying resilience.

“Even his bracelet was lost—how close he came to death!”

“Enough talk. Let’s finish him first, then decide the bracelet’s fate,” Shi Yi declared.

“Agreed,” Shi Hao nodded.

“Never in my life have I been so disrespected,” Ning Chuan sneered. Suddenly, dragon patterns emerged on his brow, erupting with divine radiance.

“Heavens! The Six Crown King’s innate divine technique!”

Countless beings shuddered in the distance.

Rumors had long swirled—at birth, he bore dragon marks on his forehead and carried celestial diagrams on his back, granting him at least two supreme innate techniques. Few had witnessed them, and none who had survived.

“Boom!”

Shi Yi moved. His pupils blazed, runes swirling into two terrifying beams laced with wisps of primordial chaos.

Simultaneously, Shi Hao summoned a sword—forged from Reincarnation Runes, peerlessly sharp, illuminating the world.

Qin Hao’s heart raced. His brother’s Reincarnation Technique was different—more refined, more profound.

“Death and rebirth… has it evolved?” he wondered.

“Boom!”

Qin Hao activated his immortal bone, unwilling to fall behind, determined to prove his worth.

Four supreme techniques clashed—the battlefield became a maelstrom of destruction!

All knew the end was near. Life and death would be decided now.

Yet, none could see through the blinding light and swirling chaos.

Amidst the cataclysmic collision, roars of fury echoed.

“Bang!”

A flash of blood—Qin Hao was sent flying, coughing up blood mid-air.

“Qin Hao is wounded! Has Ning Chuan triumphed?”

“The Six Crown King’s peerless might prevails!”

The crowd trembled. Had Ning Chuan turned the tide?

But then—a furious roar.

As the mist cleared, a staggering sight met their eyes.

Shi Hao’s Reincarnation Sword had pierced Ning Chuan’s skull, while his Kun Peng wings bisected the man at the waist.

Two more bloody holes, oozing traces of chaos, marked where Shi Yi’s Annihilation Beams had struck.

The Six Crown King was dead.